The Tale of The Minstrel and The Scribe

by princessmysterion83

After Lindir and Melpomaen have a fight, their friends try to figure out the problem by finding out how they became each other's beloved...SLASH...CHAPTER 1 REWRITTEN...COMPLETED!

3. Chapter 3

hope you enjoyed the ch.1 rewrite..okay on with the story.

CHAPTER 3

Lindir smiled at the elf.

" I am Lindir, Chief Minstrel of Imladris."

Melpomaen swallowed hard.

" I am Melpomaen. I just arrived from Lothlorien to work as a scribe here in Imladris for Lord Erestor."

Lindir turned to Elrohir.

" Why were you humming pen-neth?"

Elrohir smiled.

" Ada says if you have music near you, you will never be sad. I was humming for Restor, but I do not think he is here."

Melpomaen shook his head.

" Erestor left the library some hours ago. He went back to his rooms to rest."

Elrohir brightened.

" I will hum under his balcony."

With those words, the elfling raced off. Both Melpomaen and Lindir began to laugh. Lindir shook his head.

" That Elrondion will be the death of Erestor one day."

Melpomaen laughed harder and Lindir saw tears coming from his eyes. After a moment, they composed themselves. Lindir turned to Melpomaen.

" What were you doing before you heard Elrohir's humming?"

Melpomaen could feel himself bushing.

" Just walking around the library. What about you Lindir? What were doing when you heard Elrohir's humming?"

Lindir grinned.

" Trying to write a song."

Both elves broke into laughter. A few moments later they returned separately to their own rooms. Melpomaen smiled to himself. Perhaps Imladris wouldn't be so back after all.

TBC...